In the city under the night sky, there are countless strange monsters and ghosts that feed on humans...

The real reflection of the powerful existence outside the domain is both strange and a strange phenomenon;

life and non-life are transformed into monsters;

those who have extremely strong evil thoughts and gather endless demonic energy are demons;

at the moment of life's death, obsessions and resentment gather to become ghosts;

strange and weird life and events give rise to strange stories.

........

Li Feng, who traveled through time, based on the "Human Race Body Refining Art", which is the most suitable but also the weakest for the human race, and constantly broke through the limits to create the strongest cultivation method for the human race.

Skin membrane, tendons, bones and flesh, tempering blood and marrow, training the five internal organs...

becoming painted skin, refining demon tendons, transforming bones into demons, blood and flesh into demons, the five internal organs become strange...

At this point, the practice has turned a direction...

Li Si, who loves peace, is kind-hearted and handsome, traveled through time. What bad intentions could he have? He

just wanted to meet more confidantes, barely become a prince, and be rich enough to rival a country.

Unfortunately, an indescribable evil god invaded this world a thousand years ago.

The earth is full of polluted and alienated evil spirits, believers who worship evil gods crazily, fallen humans, and even weeds have changed.

What else can Li Si do?

He can only wave the hoe with tears in his eyes and full of affection...

"Kill the strange grass, get gray firewood +1, accumulate one hundred gray firewood, and smelt one gray luck."

"Kill the evil god believers, get black firewood +1, accumulate one hundred black firewood, and smelt one black luck."

"Kill the weird evil spirits, get white firewood +1, accumulate one hundred white firewood, and smelt one white luck."

Li Si: Evil God, I want you to help me practice!

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?----------------

This is a story where Sherlock Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

[Game Invasion] + [Ghost + Monster] + [Mythical Beast Sequence from Classic of Mountains and Seas] + [Invincible Talent] + [Online IQ]

A [Apocalypse] game connected to reality suddenly appeared on the Blue Planet. This game world is full of all kinds of demons, weird creatures, and even an unknown monster outside the novice village can kill the player at will.

Lin Yi accidentally obtained an activation code with a front serial number, and obtained a unique red talent, which can be drawn from a library of 10,000 talent materials.

From weak to strong...As his talents upgrade, Lin Yi can solidify more and more talents, some of them are even top gold and red talents.

Other players could only barely survive in the game, but Lin Yi relied on his natural advantage to gradually grow into a giant in the game!

When the game world...

Have you ever thought that under the bright neon city, there are monsters from ancient myths hidden?

Have you ever thought that on the moon hanging high above the heads of the world, there are gods who watch over the world?

Have you ever thought that in the crowded modern city, there are extraordinary people who walk in the world instead of gods?

In the society ruled by human beings, there are countless strange things lurking; in those forbidden areas of life that no one cares about, there are ancient gods living.

Seraphim Michael, Pluto Hades, Sea God Poseidon... Where did the gods belonging to the humanity go?

In this world belonging to "people", "mysteries" need to be eliminated!

[Flesh + Bones + Doomsday Disaster + Lovecraftian Survival + Civilization Graveyard]

When the mist descended and aberrant horrors howled outside the windows, all players cowered in crumbling shelters, trembling. But Bai Yi found himself teleported right onto the face of the deity "Endless Flesh," witnessing the terrifying feast of the flesh planet being devoured by something even more monstrous—the splattered fragments of flesh and bone that rained down became his only beginner's gift.

Some used mystical seeds to upgrade their shelters, striving to cultivate a World Tree. Others fused theirs with eldritch idols, attempting to establish a Great Cult. And some utilized remnants of lost technology to fortify their shelters, hoping to resist the calamity with science.

Bai Yi, however, fused his shelter with endlessly proliferating flesh and bone.

On the day of its evolution, newly formed bone plates structured themselves into a honeycomb-like support system within the fleshy walls, their surfaces covered in a translucent membrane that revealed the pulsating network of veins beneath. The ceiling sprouted rib-like skeletal rings, while the floor was overgrown with writhing flesh, from which occasional tentacles slithered out.

"Can this... really still be called a shelter?"

Staring at the fully transformed, flesh-and-bone abomination of a refuge, Bai Yi gulped.

[Note: The protagonist's strength remains within the top tier, not overwhelmingly beyond others. This is not a lighthearted story.]

America should also have its own folklore!

The Tooth Fairy who is crazy about collecting teeth;

Santa Claus who enters houses through chimneys to kill people;

The Wendigo who is forever sinking into the abyss of hunger;

The Pumpkin Head floating in the city streets;

The Indian vengeful spirit who roams the wilderness and peels off the scalps of white people;

Alice, the ghost doll, the rabbit man, the Mothman, the Slender Man, Bloody Mary, the Cursed Witch, and Charlie the Faceless

... . . . . .

Of course, there are also classic killers and those indescribable people who are sleeping in history and waiting for the stars to return to their positions.

The Ghost Festival in 2025.

The super red moon landed, the red moon did not disperse, and the strange revival.

Zuo Yang unexpectedly discovered that he could actually talk to the past through his mobile phone.

In the corridor, the knocking ghost opened the door and killed people, but someone found that it skipped the first floor and started knocking. So, Zuo Yang contacted his past self.

[Please ask the self one month ago to rent the first floor! ] The butterfly effect occurred, and Zuo Yang unexpectedly found himself on the first floor and escaped.

In the community, there is a wandering crawling female ghost, but someone found that it is actually afraid of black dogs.

So, Zuo Yang contacted his past self again. [Please ask the self one month ago to buy a pet dog, pure black! ]

In this way, relying on the contact with the past, he started the survival under the strange revival...

Day 1: My vision seems to be blurring a lot recently, and I keep seeing strange things in the corner of my eyes. Look! That cabinet is moving on its own. I’ll go take a look.

Day 13: I see them, damn it! Why is this world full of strange things?

Day 101: There is nothing to be afraid of anymore! Putting on this long dress befitting a witch, I, too, have become a monster!

Growth flow + brain-refreshing + non-toxic +? Female protagonist

Li Qi, who had just been kicked out of the American Tomato Mental Hospital.

Saw the monster in the dead end.

I saw a mischievous little devil jumping up and down, talking dirty and even trying to polish people's shoes.

I even encountered the American version, Mr. Zombie, who was full of American aggregation.

There is also the Putian system's high-end imitation of the Sumerian civilization revival.

There was even Leon who came to America to attend a patient exchange meeting.

Li Qi: "The God I believe in will find a way to protect me. Even if there is no way, I will find a way for him to protect me. This is God's responsibility, isn't it?"